What is it really? I'm so, so bad at music genres. Would it be called trance music? Sounded more hard trance than anything.

Anyway, I'm talking about the music being played at Ruums where Nain had his birthday party last weekend. Music was good, the place was nice, the servers were relatively quick, efficient and friendly. The only downside was my embarrassment at the people on the dancefloor. I heard it was a DJ from Australia who came to play and all I can think of is how lame he must think our dancers are.

Although I can't complain too much since I didn't go to the dancefloor... I suppose having a full floor of incredibly lame dancers is better than an empty one.

So naturally I thought, "Oh god, how embarrasing for us! Look at the people down there moving their shoulders to this sort of music, like it's Engelbert Humperdinck or somethin"

But, hey... if you take a walk round to the back, off the floor, hidden from view by pillars, you'll see the real dancers. Guys wearing what looked like lion dancers' pants but pretty cool at the same time because it's all about the legwork; one girl looking like Avril Lavigne with a midriff singlet and black tie showing some moves on her own; and just a group of guys in a circle watching each other's moves... those are the people that ought to be watched.

At least now I know how this music is danced to. And I thought it was all about flinging your dreadlocks, whacking other people in the face.

By the way, isn't it great how many comments there were in the last post? Brilliant!

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Okay I tried to find Part 1 and link to it so that your memories would be refreshed but I couldn't find it! I had a good time looking at old pictures from Paris though. Lovely.

And you guys!! You're all reading but you're not responding! What the heck is this, man?! I painstakingly type out Part 1 and ask all of you to leave a comment if you want Part 2 and everyone just tells me over dinner that they want Part 2. Just leave a record that someone's reading this and I'll be happy.

And you want me to be a guest reviewer at your own blog? Leave me something here first, that's what I say.

Here goes Part 2 anyway... continuing from when Sharon invited Gary to Australia for lunch.

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Part 2 Scene 1 - KLIA (Airport)

Gary wondered what to do. He walked around trying to sell his RM200 boots, RM100 shirt, RM500 watch and RM100 bag, but he was still a few hundred short. What was he to do? So he tried calling his friends but none of them were available. Then he posed as a gigolo.

But Lady Lucky was on his side. Sam a very rich guy was passing by and saw Gary. Gary told him his trouble and Sam donated some money to him. What a gentleman Sam is.

Meanwhile Daniel apologised to Hui and they both cried... on the other hand Charng Bin was having a nice time with Liu Yi.

Chia Weng Yan then complained that he did not have a girlfriend. He said that chicks only take him as a joker/clown but not a boyfriend. He then said that he would turn gay if he doesn't get a girlfriend soon. Poor Chia. He decided his new interest would be a guy named Richard Ong. Richard is a nice guy, it seems, so Chia started sitting next to him in class every opportunity he had. Richard, the blur one, didn't notice anything.

"What?" Gary said. Never mind, he thought since he has another girlfriend there. Her name is Su May. Meanwhile Chia notices something. His long gone first lover is back from her studies. Chia shifted his attention to her once again. She is more beautiful than ever.

"But what about Richard!" he thought. Chia knew he couldn't just leave Richard like that, so he decided to continue courting Richard.

Gary finally arrived in Saudi Arabia but was actually in Abu Dhabi. So he decided to go home. He didnt' have transport, so he gave Richard a call and asked for a lift. Richard drove to Saudi Arabia and swam as well. Gary didn't want to swim back, so he gave another call to Sam, who flew him back to KL. Chia was hurt that Richard left him, so he decided to go home.

But his first lover take him regardless of what he did. (Don't ask me what that means).

Thursday, July 06, 2006

And I know this to be true not only because I endured a 12 hour flight to arrive at KLIA, but because on the road today, I was knocked from behind whilst in a traffic jam.

In fact, I've been back 3 weeks and there is a whole list I could put on here that hits it home that I'm back in the land of "Me, Me, Me". Most of the reminders do come when I'm on the road, unfortunately.

One of the pleasant surprises I received the day after I arrived home was at Metrojaya in Mid Valley. The people in the Home department were very friendly and helpful. A big hurray for the folks at Metrojaya who train their staff well.

On another note, here's a point to ponder:

"Do you have to obey the niceties and be polite to everyone at any time?"

This is what I mean - I think we Asians have the mentality where if we think we deserve something, we don't have to thank anyone for giving it to us. A common example would be the lady in the Chinese restaurant pouring our tea for us. Well, of course she has to do it, it's her job and we're paying for it. So why do we have to thank her? It's not like if we don't thank her she won't pour for us again, is it?

However, I do believe that if you treat someone like a stupid person they will always remain stupid. Therefore, if you treat someone like they are worth something, they might treat their work as something worth doing and stop reaching across the table, whacking your face with their sleeve at the same time, in order to clear away a plate. If you give someone respect, they will learn to respect you as well.

That's what I think anyway.

Of course, some people really are stupid. But by treating them badly, doesn't it say a lot about ourselves as well?